When I was in third grade, I would always finish my work early, so my teacher, Miss Anne Linder, a tall woman with short, chestnut brown hair who carried herself in a confident manner, not only got me a year ahead in math she also found me a wonderful job to do outside of the classroom. In the old adjoining portable that we shared with the resource teacher, Mrs. Ellen Cashion, a soft spoken woman whose presence was respected, I would go over each day Then I finished my work and help tutor two first grade students with their reading. Now I was on the other side of the desk. This filled me with a sense of pride to know that I was helping others learn. What a sense of satisfaction filled my heart. A few times when Mrs. Cashion was called to the office for a phone call in the office which was a great distance from our elongated portable, I would actually get to not only tutor the two first graders but get to teach the small group of second graders that she was working with. This is when I knew what my life’s calling was. I was definitely going to be a teacher. These two ladies had a great impact on my life and they still do. They have both retired now, but I still keep in touch with them to this day. It is amazing how a teacher can influence the life of a child. I try to remember this each day when I go into my classroom.
By: Natalie Dobbins-Belt
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Great additions! Natalie you have grown so much in your writing voice. One sentence that is a little awkward is when you talk about going over to the portable. What if you said, "Each day I would go over to the old adjoining portable . . ."
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